Shalva"You can stay inside of the House of Destruction for a while. Shelter for the weary..."
A bright white thread appears between Fourteen's fingers.
"If you decide to come inside, tie this around your wrist. It will probably sting a little, but it will protect you from the House itself. An undead entering the House of Mar would normally not enjoy the experince."
A bird circles above, cawing at Shalva as if to draw her attention. But she's still so cold...
BirdThere have been a few cities, but one of them is much bigger than the others. The bird has flown all around this area, and knows that it's pretty much a big peninsula, with the mainland up to the north. There are a lot more people traveling around the further north you go, and the big city is right where it meets the mainland. Perhaps there are even bigger cities further up north, then, but the bird has never been there. The vast majority of the places it's seen were relative backwaters like this.
It circles above the newly scaley snake-lady and screams at her to follow, but she seems sort of preoccupied.
FionaFinally, Fiona Lonecraft manages to claw a hole out of the ground and drag herself onto the surface.
...That took so long that she really should have died from lack of air. Or at least, it feels that way to her. Is her mind playing tricks on her?
Fiona is in a graveyard, what she recognises as the graveyard by the village she grew up in. Wasn't she in the capital? How did she end up back here?
She still wears the purple and red dress marking her as the countess of Veran, but it is decayed and dusty. Then some time has passed?
Also of note is the fact that there are a great number of corpses strewn about in various states of decay, as if someone had dug them all up and then just left them. An animate skeleton holding a shovel is talking to a creature seemingly made out of vines, while a strange creature which appears to be the upper half of a four-armed woman on top of a giant snake is speaking to a preistess of Mar in front of the Temple of Destruction. Fiona recognises the temple from her childhood, but doesn't know the particular preistess.
Name: Henric
Status: Nominal
Inventory: A shovel!
Attributes: Determination: +1
Observation: +1
Influence: +0
Strength: +1
Agility: +1
Manipulation: +0
Skills: Staff fighting: +2
Tracking: +1
Navigating the wilds: + 1
Guessing what tools do: +1
Woodcarving: +1
Climbing: +1
Magical Theory: +1
Navigating Tunnels: +1
Further Reference: http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=177648.msg8221483#msg8221483 Name: <Caw>. Goes by Moldbin. Or just Bird.
Status: Perfectly intact
Inventory: Nothing
Attributes: Determination: +1
Observation: +1
Influence: +1
Strength: +0
Agility: +1
Manipulation: +0
Skills: 1pts
Semblance of Life: +1
Mind over Matter +1
Weapon: Bird: +1
Literate: +1
Curiosity: +1
Geography: +1
Animal Empathy: +1
Mind Eater: +1
DARKSPIRIT CATALYZATION: +1
Further Reference: http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=177648.msg8221923#msg8221923 ((Henric's levelup has been applied, but no turn for him as he seems to still just be talking with Tom.))